When you realize that you might possibly want to have a strong, dedicated future with them, you’re fucked.
Sometimes I wonder if I have two entities living inside me. One day I’m incredibly outgoing, introducing myself to new people and making a fool of myself without giving a fuck. The next I become strangely awkward and shy, avoiding people yet still caring what they think of me. And strangely, all these contradicting traits make up who I am.
Ehh. Life is weird.
If I could have things my way, you’d be here or I’d be there. Either way, we’d both be near.
I often wonder which choices I made were right, are right, or will be right.
Life is so ironic at this point of time for anyone my age — you’re expected to figure out what you want to do for the rest of your life when you’re barely an adult.
I hope that I’m making the right choice. I hope that this is what will make me happy in the future.
Hah, this college thing is difficult.